The last leg of my journey to Mendoza was decidedly less dramatic and far more comfortable than the rest of the trip had been. I had a beautiful full night´s sleep on a seat that reclined fully horizontal. In the morning, I awoke to a hot blue sky day and my mother waiting on the bus platform so excited that she could barely stand still. She hadn´t seen me in 5 months.
In the following days my parents and I found a language school (after being told by a lady in the tourist office that there were no schools that taught Spanish in Mendoza) called simply Spanish. The school is bedecked in maple leaves and every room in the school is plastered with posters of Canada. Needless to say, the administrators were delighted to have 3 Canadians show up on their door step unannounced. Alberto, the owner of the school, is a typical passionate Argentinian and has taken it upon himself to show us the hilights of this city which he loves so much. Mendoza is a beautiful city. The streets are lined with huge trees which shade the streets from the beating sun and with irrigation ditches left over from Incan times.
Argentina has been sweltering under a particularly hot summer and we are suffering along with the rest of the population. The apartment we have rented has no air conditioning and it can be difficult to sleep even with the fan on high. Our hope lies in the fact that our journey is to the more temporate south.
In the following days my parents and I found a language school (after being told by a lady in the tourist office that there were no schools that taught Spanish in Mendoza) called simply Spanish. The school is bedecked in maple leaves and every room in the school is plastered with posters of Canada. Needless to say, the administrators were delighted to have 3 Canadians show up on their door step unannounced. Alberto, the owner of the school, is a typical passionate Argentinian and has taken it upon himself to show us the hilights of this city which he loves so much. Mendoza is a beautiful city. The streets are lined with huge trees which shade the streets from the beating sun and with irrigation ditches left over from Incan times.
Argentina has been sweltering under a particularly hot summer and we are suffering along with the rest of the population. The apartment we have rented has no air conditioning and it can be difficult to sleep even with the fan on high. Our hope lies in the fact that our journey is to the more temporate south.
No comments:
Post a Comment